The soft glow of the Faerie Realm deepened as twilight settled fully across the valley as Jax looked out the gallery, seeing the forests below pulse with life.
Massive trees radiated faint emerald light through their veins, their leaves glowing like constellations scattered across an ocean of green. Streams of liquid mana flowed between roots and branches, drifting like slow-moving rivers of starlight.
Above, the sky itself had begun to shift, light being more revealed as it got later into the morning.
Jax leaned back slightly in his chair, one arm resting along the edge as his golden eyes reflected the glow of the world below.
Elyndra sat across from him, her wings faintly illuminated, the delicate patterns along them glowing softly in rhythm with the surrounding mana.
For a moment, neither of them spoke, thinking about the earlier conversation.
